Meghan Quinn Audiobooks Novels & Stories

he tells me. Meghan is the out going beauty queen of the campus and so many girls die to be her friends. The little I have heard about is that she gets any guy that she feels like she wants and that she has a connection to the president of the country. That is so funny since she uses that to get to any one including bullying any one. "Do you mind going with me.?" I ask him. "Not at all" he says. "But we are two " I tell him to make him ware .

Megan moaned, losing herself in the sensation as he took control, driving her higher with each movement. As they kept on with it, her phone suddenly rang. She saw it was Glenda, and she paused. “Sir, it’s a call,” she panted and quickly answered the call. “H-hello, Glenda.” “Where the hell are you, Meg? Class starts in two minutes!” Meghan’s eyes shot wide. “I…I’m coming!” She scrambled off Mr. Calvin’s lap, his glistening cock slipping free from her soaked pussy. “I’m so sorry, Sir, I have to go!”

One particular day, as I found solace in the tranquility of my study, tending to some documents, my thoughts invariably drifted back to Meghan. As I flip through the pages, the sound of it ruffling edge reminded me of Meghan’s grace and dedication. She possessed an unwavering strength. yet, there was a form of gentle softness to her, reminiscent of the velvety touch of her skin. The rhythmic sound of water cascading from the fountain just outside my window caught my attention. Its serene melody echoed Meghan’s unwavering determination, a reminder of her resolute spirit. Just like the water that flowed freely, unyielding in its journey, Meghan pursued justice with unwavering resolve.

“You’re deluded, Aurora. He’s playing you. He’s only coming back to dump you again and this time, it’ll hurt even more.” I shook my head and casually poured myself a glass of wine. “No, Meghan. What’s deluded is you. You’ve been running from place to place, trying to find someone who wants you. Meanwhile, I’m in the arms of a man who actually loves me. You’re in his house, breathing his air, begging for scraps and even he doesn’t want you.” Meghan’s smile returned, this time sharp and dangerous. “Careful, Aurora. You’re walking on a tightrope.”

Audrey turned to her, feeling powerful by the prince’s words. “Don’t be such a nuisance, Megan. You were never supposed to be here in the first place,” Audrey’s eyes narrowed disdainfully, her tone dripping with contempt. Megan gasped in disbelief. “I should have known. You’re so selfish and manipulative.” Megan retorted angrily. The prince watched them, studying. Audrey huffed and turned to Silas. “My prince, please, ask her to leave. She’s ruining the peaceful atmosphere around you,” Audrey pleaded, her eyes filled with feigned vulnerability. But before Silas could respond, Megan stormed forward, her expression hard and determined.

Meagan's POV (…a British stranger) The voice continued to speak, sounding more comfortable. Meagan drew closer to the direction of the voice trying hard to dig into her memory lane for the face that matches the voice. The stranger had a unique British accent. Meagan crawled on all four limbs, some distance away from the stair way, to buy her time to escape in case Bernie ever decides to confirm her obedience. The British voice continued,

My voice came out weak, barely a whisper, and I hated it. He laughed, low and cruel. “Oh, come on, Megan. Don’t play coy. I know where you are. That fancy Zeus mansion. Bet you’re drowning in all that wealth, huh? But you can’t run from me. You’ll never run far enough.” My chest tightened, my nails digging into my palm. “Leave me alone,” I said, louder this time, but it sounded pathetic, like a kid begging a bully to stop.

Ashton's POV I hate that Megan lost her self-confidence because she thought she doesn't have the right to fight back with Lauren and her friends. After all, she doesn't belong to our society. But even if Megan is not the daughter of a millionaire or billionaire, Meg has a right to be treated equally by those girls, and I hate that they do this to her. Megan is intelligent and a bright student, but she was so afraid of them because she thought he is just a scholar of our school. And I can tell that my girl is so afraid to lose her scholarship if she talks back with them or tells them to back off. I already speak with Lauren, and I couldn't believe that she will do this to Megan again.

“Please don’t tell Dad. Not yet. I just… I can’t face his disappointment. Not now. I don’t want him to know.” Sarah’s voice was thick with emotion. “He’ll be a grandfather, Megan. He won’t be disappointed. He loves you.” “I know,” Megan said, though the words felt hollow. “Just… not yet. Please.” A sigh, long and heavy, came through the line. “Alright, my darling. Your secret is safe with me. For now.” The conversation then turned to Queen, and Sarah revealed a truth that both comforted and pained Megan. “She calls, you know,” her mother said softly. “From abroad. She asks about you. She doesn’t talk to us about what happened, but she’s been worried.”

“I've always loved drama. There was a time in my life I thought I was going to become an actress because of the thrill I get from dramas. There is always suspense, which is the best part right?” Megan was weak; she couldn't even hear what Brittany was saying because of the hurt she felt in her entire soul. “Don't cry sis. Brittany echoed with a faint voice. Like I said before I am not killing you. What I want is to make sure you are out of I and Alex's way”. “So. I shall grant you a wish. Ask any questions that seem to be bothering you”. Brittany placed her hands on her waist as she awaits a response. “Hailey… Megan seemed to have lost her voice as she mentioned her name. Why”, the pain in M